Warning: Cursing.
The plants bloomed around her, varying in multiple colors and styles of petals and plants. They twinkled slightly as the light hit each and every droplet of water upon their marvelous frames. The sun glittered through the glass panes, sending streams of beautiful rays of light to sprawl over each flower as if they were God's flowers themselves. And then there, hiding under a table in the shadows was none other then, Orisis. Her black clad appearance sticking out against the brilliant colors of the flowers around her. She sat, cradling a flower within her pale hands, her long claws holding the flower in a dainty grasp. Her eyes staring at the rose with such intensity, one would think she was in a trance.
"It finally grew, my beautiful flower... it grew." She whispered softly, holding the plant close to her chest, the small pot it resided in sitting gently within her lap. She giggled softly, a sound that was never heard, as the soft petals tickled along her cheek. Suddenly, she snapped up, whacking her head against the table, her dreads softening the blow but it still hurt. <********!" She screeched as she moved to rub her head, her rose firmly held in her other hand. She rolled out from under the table, her chains jingling, then stood up. She stared at the array of yellows, reds and white roses and scoffed. Her rose was far to beautiful to be set within the confides of such a place. She snorted loudly through her nostrils, and spun around, chains jingling loudly as she moved, her baggy pants shuffling against each other and the bright pink potion slapping against her knee due to it being in her pocket.
"Here." She murmured, finding a completely empty table, void of nothing and set the plant upon it. She smiled slightly as she gently moved her long nails over the soft leaves, careful of the thorns along the stem. Her finger armor seemed to glisten as the sun glinted off of it, and she sneered. Sunlight was the deed that made her hide in shadows. And thus, she moved to sit under her beloved rose's table, allowing the rose soak up the sun.
The plants bloomed around her, varying in multiple colors and styles of petals and plants. They twinkled slightly as the light hit each and every droplet of water upon their marvelous frames. The sun glittered through the glass panes, sending streams of beautiful rays of light to sprawl over each flower as if they were God's flowers themselves. And then there, hiding under a table in the shadows was none other then, Orisis. Her black clad appearance sticking out against the brilliant colors of the flowers around her. She sat, cradling a flower within her pale hands, her long claws holding the flower in a dainty grasp. Her eyes staring at the rose with such intensity, one would think she was in a trance.
"It finally grew, my beautiful flower... it grew." She whispered softly, holding the plant close to her chest, the small pot it resided in sitting gently within her lap. She giggled softly, a sound that was never heard, as the soft petals tickled along her cheek. Suddenly, she snapped up, whacking her head against the table, her dreads softening the blow but it still hurt. <********!" She screeched as she moved to rub her head, her rose firmly held in her other hand. She rolled out from under the table, her chains jingling, then stood up. She stared at the array of yellows, reds and white roses and scoffed. Her rose was far to beautiful to be set within the confides of such a place. She snorted loudly through her nostrils, and spun around, chains jingling loudly as she moved, her baggy pants shuffling against each other and the bright pink potion slapping against her knee due to it being in her pocket.
"Here." She murmured, finding a completely empty table, void of nothing and set the plant upon it. She smiled slightly as she gently moved her long nails over the soft leaves, careful of the thorns along the stem. Her finger armor seemed to glisten as the sun glinted off of it, and she sneered. Sunlight was the deed that made her hide in shadows. And thus, she moved to sit under her beloved rose's table, allowing the rose soak up the sun.
